Du Feng had a look of pain on his face. Although he couldn't see the injury on his back, he knew in his heart that the wound was broken, otherwise it wouldn't be such heartbreaking pain.

Everyone here stood up after hearing what Zhao Mingjie said. Yang Daxiong lifted up Du Feng's clothes and saw that his back was broken by purple and black bruises. The sutures had been broken and there were huge bruises.

Blood is flowing out.

"Brother! How did you get hurt? What on earth is going on?"

Li Mengqi and Yang Ziyun opened their mouths in surprise. The long sores were so terrifying. The blood was not only red, but also mixed with black blood.

Du Feng gritted his teeth: "It's okay!"

"It's okay! It's all infected. If you continue like this, your back will be rotten!" Old Man Yang is a veteran. Such a wound has reached a very serious situation. Moreover, the spine inside has been severely damaged, plus the hot weather

Depending on the weather, it's only a matter of time before the wound ulcerates. By then, I'm afraid no one will be able to recover!

"No! I'll take you to the hospital! I have an acquaintance in the hospital. After you go there, stay well and I'll make sure you're cured!" Yang Daxiong was so anxious that he helped Du Feng to get up.

Du Feng waved his hand: "No! No one will die for a while!" Although he said tough, the huge pain could no longer be concealed, and the two rows of steel teeth were biting together, almost breaking.

"Brother Feng! Just listen to Brother Big Bear! Aren't you masochistic?" Han Cheng's heart tightened and he was very dissatisfied with Du Feng's attitude.

"One more day! After the duel between me and Sang Kun is over, I will definitely listen to your arrangements! But before that, you don't have to waste your time!" Du Feng had big beads of sweat rolling down his face, but he still refused to go.

The hospital receives treatment.

Yang Daxiong became angry: "Why are you doing this? Can you beat Sangkun in your current state? You can only die!" He turned around in a circle as he spoke, and said again: "No!

I have to go find Sangkun and talk about the duel between the two of them another day!"

After Yang Daxiong finished speaking, he raised his feet and walked towards Zheng Tianyu's wine table. Du Feng tried to catch him but it was too late. In desperation, he stretched out his right foot and tripped his ankle hard.

Yang Daxiong was unprepared, his feet slipped away, and he fell forward. Zhao Mingjie and Han Cheng quickly supported him.

"Isn't this going to disgrace me? ***! No matter who dares to do something to destroy my honor today, I, Du Feng, swear that he will be cut into pieces!" Du Feng got angry and looked at him coldly.

With Yang Daxiong.

Yang Daxiong was suddenly alerted by his cold tone. He looked back at the angry look on his face and stopped instinctively.

"Everyone sit down!" Du Feng patted Li Mengqi who was supporting him.

Everyone sat down again one by one, and no longer mentioned the matter of sending him to the hospital for treatment, let alone the matter of choosing a day to fight.

Du Feng pulled down his lifted clothes and said in a deep voice: "That's it for now! I'm leaving first!"

"Oh! Brother!" Yang Daxiong wanted to call him, but he had already stood up and walked towards the door.

Li Mengqi quickly followed and followed Du Feng out of the beer greenhouse.

"This guy has such a bad temper! He's too stubborn!" Yang Daxiong took a sip of wine and looked unhappy.

It was originally a pleasant dinner today, but I didn't expect it to end like this.

"Let's break up!" Yang Junhao grinned.

Everyone had no intention of drinking anymore and stood up one after another and walked out of the Munich Crystal Palace.

The injury on Du Feng's back was noticed by Zheng Tianyu and others. He snorted coldly, God help me! This guy will definitely die!
Chapter completed!